:: the clash of ideologies/regardless of what they would have you think/can be as beautiful as it is violent/and as revolutionary as it is regulated ::
:: right when the chaos will surely overtake the establishment/surely crush your creative complex/surely turn your dreams to dust/calmly draw your spirit over again/for refreshment is coming ::
:: perhaps wisdom comes/not from the assurance of one's own knowledge/but a recognition of life's infinite complexities :
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
(untitled)
Words from the mind of:
Sophie Creutz, Evanston, Illinois
grey shadows slipping, slide
along movement following the
endless motion of my tangled thoughts, taut muscles flexing
ceaselessly leaving nothing but ruthless apprehension,
judgment, distance, and disdain.
——————————-
refrain, rephrase….
the distinction between perception and reality clears slightly,
allowing for patience
————————————
if the location between reason and wisdom is as far from perception
as dreams are from waking….
then what is the shape of that space?
—————————-
If I could wait
any length of time
for repetition:
——————————–
restraint restraint restraint restraint restraint < freedom > restraint restraint restraint < expression > restraint restraint
Sophie Creutz, Evanston, Illinois
grey shadows slipping, slide
along movement following the
endless motion of my tangled thoughts, taut muscles flexing
ceaselessly leaving nothing but ruthless apprehension,
judgment, distance, and disdain.
——————————-
refrain, rephrase….
the distinction between perception and reality clears slightly,
allowing for patience
————————————
if the location between reason and wisdom is as far from perception
as dreams are from waking….
then what is the shape of that space?
—————————-
If I could wait
any length of time
for repetition:
——————————–
restraint restraint restraint restraint restraint < freedom > restraint restraint restraint < expression > restraint restraint
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
INSURGENCY III. Mechanizations of Destruction
Fiendish and fearless, harken and blaze!
Our wheels of fury shall usher the haze!
What creature or mystic shall befall our storm,
Of endless percussion and limitless form!
We brothers of murder and deceit and of spite,
Live ceaselessly chasing the call of the fight!
Our mission to invoke the fury and rage,
Shall burn every building and cleanse every page!
What purpose have calmness and nature and peace?
Such weakness shall crumble under fire and grease!
Their scholars and children and women and homes,
Shall shatter in body and suffer in bones!
Our wheels of fury shall usher the haze!
What creature or mystic shall befall our storm,
Of endless percussion and limitless form!
We brothers of murder and deceit and of spite,
Live ceaselessly chasing the call of the fight!
Our mission to invoke the fury and rage,
Shall burn every building and cleanse every page!
What purpose have calmness and nature and peace?
Such weakness shall crumble under fire and grease!
Their scholars and children and women and homes,
Shall shatter in body and suffer in bones!
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